I have been trying for days to get on here and put something on paper. Finally rec'd my Dragon Software in the mail. Trying to accomplish something with 4 loud girls and an annoying father to them is quite a chore.
Supposed to be logging into work. Still wrapped in a towel, ear wet and not even halfway logged in. Called the husband to see if they were on their way back from the park and McDonald's. They are dropping off our oldest and her house (paternal grandparents, ich) and almost here. Needed them to come back as the 150lb guard dog is at my feet snoring and very needy. Start crying for no apparent reason.
Years ago I would have called it bipolar, went to counseling and taken a pill or ten. Today I choose the harder, higher road, to believe that it is (while in part my life) something going on with someone out there who needs something. Just writing this is taking me out of my own mind for a moment as I get sleepy-ish and let my fingers write without my brain engaged, and think it is a higher power they don't have. Maybe they don't trust, or maybe they don't know how He works, like me.
Have to log into work now, as we need the money and for now I need the distraction as being as OCD as I am and how my family operates I would just waste time and be a mess.
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